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HER FAKE

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Two girls. One face. A dangerous lie. Ji-Woo has everything money can buy — except love. Bullied, broken, and desperate to escape her cold, perfect world, she stumbles upon Ji-Soo… a girl who looks exactly like her, but lives a life full of warmth, laughter, and dreams. HER LONG LOST TWIN When Ji-Woo begs to swap lives, Ji-Soo disagrees despite Ji-Woo pleading then after one tragic incident Ji-Woo lost her life, Ji-Soo was devastated she decided to fulfil Ji-Woo's request witching lives pretending she was the one who had died. But wait there is another twist...is Ji-Woo really dead? if she is then why is Ji-Soo at her home when she is pretending to be Ji-Woo? Ji-Woo thought Ji-Soo died, and Ji-Soo thought Ji-Woo died? so they all didn't know and they kept pretending to be each other. This story isn't only about Ji-Soo and Ji-Woo it is also about a side character named Ji-Hoo who later became Ji-Soo's friend....and he helped her in some ways... As love grows in the wrong places and secrets begin to crack, The girl must decide — how long can you live someone else’s life before losing your own?
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